Qin Siting walked over, squatted down in front of her, and lifted her legs. "Don't move."
Shi Niange: "…"
Right now, I don't even dare to move. My body is already stiff, okay?
When he removed her shoes and socks, Shi Niange felt that her blood was about to freeze.
She pursed her lips and tried her best to divert her attention. She placed her gaze on her feet and saw that her feet had tripped hard. The front of her ankle was red, and the ankle by her side was slightly swollen. Although the swelling was not serious, it would probably be swollen to the point where she could not walk tomorrow morning if not treated in time.
Qin Siting was studying medicine like her. There was no need for her to go to the hospital for such a simple injury. He applied the ointment on his hand, heated it up in his palm, and then placed it on her ankle. Shi Niange looked at his hand and her ankle and did not know what to think.
